M: Poems

Jan 2018 · 1.0k

Sit

M Jan 2018

Sit

Sit, stare at wildflowers
Humans have no roots
Chaining us to
Soil
Nothing to save us
From life's trampling boots
As We sit and watch the wildflowers

#flowers #clever #poem #short #wildflowers #metaphor

Jan 2018 · 384

Ode to the Comradery Found at a Punk Concert

M Jan 2018

Ode to the Comradery Found at a Punk Concert

Look to your right

                                                                                                            Your left
Shake their hand
Say your name

Lace your arms together
Hold on

Shakes your body
                                                                                             Shakes your soul
Shakes your hand

used to write poetry as a kid on this site-- now coming back as an English major in college studying poetry to share my growth -- share some words

#music #soul #punk #concert #ode #free #short #poem

Jan 2016 · 447

change your mind

M Jan 2016

change your mind

My words paint the world in sullen hues
A far cry from the expected ruse
On the outside my instinct is to smile
But on the inside I surely am vile
I view the worst, most hope for better
Everyone realizes *"I never should have met her"

#sad

Jan 2016 · 414

Slipping

M Jan 2016

Slipping

My constant stress is wearing me down
My skin is composed of the sands of time
Slipping away
Wearing through the wooden floorboards
Buried with secrets and covered with lies

#sad #depressed #stress

Aug 2015 · 541

disgust

M Aug 2015

disgust

Showing how I feel seems so pretentious and narcissistic
That by showing real feeling I am showing something meant to never be shown

Jul 2015 · 343

Staying is a Dream

M Jul 2015

Staying is a Dream

Is it time to say goodbye?
Or do I lie?
To both you,
And I

#love #lies #sad

Jun 2015 · 712

the arms of morpheus

M Jun 2015

the arms of morpheus

I want sleep to drag me under
Force my eyes closed
Lay like a weight on my chest
So I can finally be at rest

#sleep

Jun 2015 · 373

A Wish

M Jun 2015

A Wish

I want to sink
To the bottom of the ocean
To discover something new
And to never come back

To lay in the dark
Buried in the mud and rock
To be welcomed by the earth
And to never come back

Jun 2015 · 480

a truth amongst lies

M Jun 2015

a truth amongst lies

I
am lonely
with a vile mouth
wailing unspeakable lies
with sinister, lurking demons
whispering your hidden horrors
I
am lonely

#sad #lonely #loneliness

Jun 2015 · 379

Notebook Prison

M Jun 2015

Notebook Prison

I am trapped behind
The pale, sky blue bars that line
My blank notebook page

Fed empty words
And decorated, flawed lies
That hold no meaning

#sad #writing

Jun 2015 · 372

a poet's death.

M Jun 2015

a poet's death.

i fell from my dreams.
descended to the cold earth.
and was pulled six feet under.
.
.
.
.
.
.
my heart had stopped forever.

#love #dream #depressing #sad #depression #death

Jun 2015 · 593

I Let You Go

M Jun 2015

I Let You Go

I wanted to grab your hands as they left me
But I knew
The absence
Was better left unrecognized

You recognize my face in a crowd
Your presence
Is unacknowledged by me
Because we both know
I let your hands leave

#love #sad #romance #hands

Jun 2015 · 562

Fulfilled Life

M Jun 2015

Fulfilled Life

I feel like I am filled with paper
All space is occupied inside
But the cuts still burn

#poetry #sad #life #paper

Jun 2015 · 480

naivete [10w]

M Jun 2015

naivete [10w]

I think the stars
In my eyes
Have blinded me

#stars #innocence #naive

Jun 2015 · 2.5k

A Confession

M Jun 2015

A Confession

I think I am a mockingbird
I wait for others to react
So I can match them
If I spend so much time mimicking
*What is my real personality?

#short #sad #life #mockingbird #mimic

Jun 2015 · 397

The Novel Carried Everywhere

M Jun 2015

The Novel Carried Everywhere

My skin is a story
To be read to completion
Every page holding meaning
And every word being told

#poetry #short #thoughts #writing #skin

Jun 2015 · 1.1k

Sweet Tooth

M Jun 2015

Sweet Tooth

I think you are a cavity
In the way that everything that led to now
Was sweet
But now I can't get rid of you
And you are just a sore

#love #cavity

Jun 2015 · 1.5k

horror stories [10w]

M Jun 2015

horror stories [10w]

I have always liked horror stories,
but you're my favorite.

#stories #horror

Jun 2015 · 596

poets

M Jun 2015

poets

I think poets run the world
with charming words
and pleasant phrases
charisma pouring from their pens
from their keyboards and their mouths
sweet-talking the most stubborn of foes
controlling others with honeyed comments
and sweeter observations

#poets

Jun 2015 · 3.3k

Childhood Monsters

M Jun 2015

Childhood Monsters

I'm scared by the lack of monsters under my bed.

Because if they aren't there now,

When will they be back?

#monsters #ominous

Jun 2015 · 686

strangulation

M Jun 2015

strangulation

The hands around my neck
Grip me tightly with a refusal to release
Pleading to callus littered hands
Pleading to a more callous owner
But when I look to my neck
To see these vicious hands
I only find
My own

#depressing #sad #dark #hands

Jun 2015 · 1.4k

My Biggest Lie

M Jun 2015

My Biggest Lie

I'm not very good at anything
Though I am a perfectionist
Finding myself below the best
In everything I do
I tell myself I don't need the satisfaction of Others
And that is the most substantial lie
I have ever told

#lies #sad

Jun 2015 · 711

My Deepest Fear

M Jun 2015

My Deepest Fear

I've never loved
And I don't think I ever will
Too afraid to share my feelings
Even to myself

#love #sad

Jun 2015 · 638

regarding my pen

M Jun 2015

regarding my pen

I think my pen
is better suited
to long strokes
to graceful arcs
to ink that bleeds across the page
than the shorter marks I make
when I am short with you

#drawing #writing #meaning #upset #double

Jun 2015 · 399

lackluster

M Jun 2015

lackluster

I think I love the stars so much
because they remind me
how small I am
and how weakly I shine

#sad

Jun 2015 · 1.1k

Who Decides

M Jun 2015

Who Decides

from the stories we read
we're always told
the villian is the one who does wrong
but who gets to decide
what is wrong and what is right?

Why should your morals be the best
Why should your morals matter more
Why are your morals
the ones that
matter?

#morals

Jun 2015 · 1.5k

Bottled Monsters

M Jun 2015

Bottled Monsters

Twisted fingers
From longer, more twisted arms
Leading to your monster

They reach to grab you
To pull you in
To sink it's fingers into skin

But then you blink
And it's all gone
And you wonder if it was ever there

Until next time
Your monster is back
Its strike more deadly than the last

#dark #bottled #monsters

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